What Happened?

What happened?

I could have sworn, not one week ago, I was real. I had a physical body. I could be seen. I could be heard. I could interact with the world and it could interact with me.

What happened?

My voice dries up inside my throat, my ambitions wither inside my head, my connections snap! and once again, I’m lost at sea.

What happened?

They stare through me, they smile blankly. I try to return it, knowing it’s useless. They can’t see me, they can only see the husk, the corpse sitting in my chair.

What happened?

The person I could trust most, at the time I needed that trust most, left me. Pulled the rug from under my feet and even though they claim nothing happened, something did.

But what?

It’s familiar, that’s what stings most. Like a painful memory tied to a joyous tune, a sweet smell, a soft touch. Twisting it, corrupting it, burying the good to act as fertilizer for this new evil growing.

What happened?

It hurts to smile again, the darkness clouds my vision and my mind. Even the words I command are rebelling against my wishes, twisting themselves into something I never wanted to see.

What happened?

I slip through the door, out of the room, hearing the joyful noise behind me, always behind me, no matter where I turn. Where is it coming from, and why do I remember seeing it once?

What happened?

I stumbled. I fell. I hit the floor hard. My dreams and joy rushing out ahead, not noticing I wasn’t with them anymore, or maybe they just don’t care.

What happened?

I let Hope lie to me again. And I deserve every second that comes after.